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    Calera was witnessing an odd scene. Her friend, the Allen she knew, was dressed in edge-line skimpy clothing and swinging the daggers in his hands with the dregs of skill he naturally had. Then the daggers began to glow. It was only for a moment, but then they would fade, always when he continued moving. She might seem a bit lazy for trying her own idea now, but Allen’s efforts gave her a simpler method to attempt.

    It was going to be a simple spell, all it did was scan the length of about two conjoining ‘rooms’ (of about 15 square meters each), and give the newly christened mage a map of any, while still unidentified, treasure and enemies. A simple scanning spell, but Calera knew how to hold her staff to begin it. Twisting the staff so the flat head faced her, she swiped it towards the ground, and froze, watching in amazement as the staff began to softly glow.

    The glow quickly grew stronger, as if recognizing that yes, she did want to make this action. A rush along her arm as it appeared to move on its own accord, bathing the room with soft green light before dimming away, only leaving a lit green map, held in the air for Calera to read as she saw fit.

    “…Maybe you should try that.”

Allen was still busy swinging his daggers around. He noticed the glowing, and  looked over just in time to see Calera swing her staff, and the room light up as the spell was cast.

“Woah, what did you do?” he asked, having missed how she actually activated the spell.